Monday, May 3rd
I sat down at the guardian's table, only to be greeted by Yaya not shutting up.
"COOKIIIIESS!!! COOKIEESS!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Tadase in his girl-voice.
They haven't changed at all since they were eleven. They're in their TEENS. Japanese kids sure are messed up.
(not that I'm messed up).
And that is when I said the doomed words to make Tadase shut up, at least temporarily.
It was uttered quietly, but loud enough so that Kiseki and Tadase could both hear it.
"YOU! COMMONER! I AM A KING! OH-HOHOHOHOHO!!!" he laughed like a pyromaniacal Santa Claus.
I turned around, only to be greeted by the one person who was perhaps more annoying than Tadase staring at me kind of funny, his eyes all glassed over.
Urgh, I can't even spell his name. Uhhhh...
Haa, his name looks Mexican.
2 minutes later
I asked HIM politely, "how do you spell your name?"
"Why do you want to know, Rima?" said Amu, turning around and staring at me.
"maybe she liiiikes him," sang Yaya. Annoying idiot! Dammit! Tadase was looking from me to HIM.
"Uhhhh," he said, laughing awkwardly, "N-A-G-E-H-I-K-O."
I hate spelling.
"Why do you want to know?"
"none of you business."
He gave a suddenly evil grin and said, "maybe you do like me, then." Damn!
"No!" I said, shooting him The Death Glare. "I'm recording the day's events. It's not my fault you have a ten-letter name."
"Rima-chan? It's eight letters," said Amu under her breath.
"EIGHT LETTERS, THEN!" I said loudly, and then the chair proceeded to fall backwards. KusuKusu then started laughing like a maniac, making me go red like a beetroot.
"Are you OK, Rima?" said Nagehiko, peering over the table at me.
I was silent for a minute on the ground, processing what he had just said.
"She's not OK if she's not insulting me," said Nagehiko, looking worried.
"You used my name without an honorific," I said in a low voice.
"YOU USED MY NAME WITHOUT AN HONORIFIC!" I said, rolling off the ground and waving a fork threateningly. "WHAT GIVES YOU THAT RIGHT, HUH?"
The green stars disappeared off my cheeks and I rounded on my guardian chara. "What was that for?!" I said in a stage whisper.
"Rima-tan was going out of control!" KusuKusu squeaked.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha," said Tadase. Feeling a sense of déjà vu, I rounded on him going, "something funny, PRINCE?!"
After that morning's colossal foul-up, I wanted to forget Nagehiko even existed. But no. clearly, Amu wanted to cause me pain when she said "Nagehiko! Come eat lunch with us!"
And god forbid he could just sit down beside Amu. No. she chose to sit down beside the golden-haired demon that was shooting daggers at him.
"Hi, Mashiro-san," he said evilly. I could practically hear the gears whirring loudly in his brain. "I can hear the gears whirring evilly in your brain." I said.
"Stop playing dumb."
"I'm not playing dumb," He said complacently. His dark eyes were calculating how to mess up my life even more! Nagehiko's big, lovely, browny-hazel...
DAMMIT!!! WHAT THE HELL AM I WRITING!! DID I JUST USE "LOVELY" AND "NAGEHIKO" IN THE SAME SCENTENCE?!
30 seconds later
Nagehiko asked, "what are you writing in that book, Mashiro-san? I think you just ripped a page with the end of your pencil."
English Class (I'm supposed to be writing What I Did Over Summer Vacation but oh well)
I knew it! Nagehiko managed to finally wreak havoc before the end of lunch.
HE STOLE MY PENCIL.
And not just any pencil either. I'm pretty sure he just reached into my pencil case and grabbed one while I wasn't looking, but he stole the special good-luck one I use for tests, the one I've had since third grade, the one that has, "this pencil belongs to Ri-Ri-tan!" written on it.
I MUST GET MY PENCIL BACK.
At all costs. And without it getting around that I call myself, "Ri-Ri-tan!"
Not that I do, or anything.